Dawn filtered through the sheer silk drapes of the Baccarat penthouse in ribbons of pale silver, illuminating the scattered clothing across the mahogany floorboards. Sienna woke with a start, her skin tingling with the lingering memory of an all-consuming passion that had obliterated every rule she had lived by for a decade. Beside her, Marcus lay asleep on his stomach, his sculpted back muscles relaxed, his dark hair tousled against…
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